Chicken Leg Douluo: Hah, a mere flame, I can extinguish it with a flip of my hand!

"Xiaotao!" Yan Shaozhe flashed forward, arriving before the massive block of ice.

A piercing chill radiated from the ice, and inside, Ma Xiaotao's eyes were tightly shut, her lips pale, and her face turned blue from the freezing temperature.

Seeing this, Yan Shaozhe hurriedly condensed a brilliant white flame in his hand and pressed it firmly against the ice.

But a scene that left him dumbfounded unfolded.

"How is this possible!" Yan Shaozhe was shocked to find that the ice was melting incredibly slowly under the heat of his flames.

Yan Shaozhe's Martial Soul was the Bright Phoenix, a top-tier beast Martial Soul inherently possessing the attribute of light.

The flame in his hand was the Bright Phoenix flame produced by his own Martial Soul; while it didn't quite reach the level of Ultimate Fire, it was not far off.

Yet, facing this frozen block, the impact of his flames was negligible, leading a suspicion to form in Yan Shaozhe's mind.

"Could it be... is this ice actually Ultimate Ice?" Yan Shaozhe exclaimed in surprise.

"If this continues, the slower the ice melts, the more dangerous it becomes for Xiaotao. It seems I have no choice but to use more drastic measures, regardless of whether I might accidentally injure the girl." Yan Shaozhe's expression darkened.

The next moment, the temperature of the flames in his hands surged.

At this, the ice began to melt at a rate visible to the naked eye.

At the same time, a streak of cyan light traced a path across the distant sky, descending beside Yan Shaozhe in the next second.

The cyan light dissipated, revealing two figures.

Leading them was an old man, greasy and disheveled, his clothes tattered in many places. He held a wine gourd in his left hand and carried a middle-aged man in his right.

Most peculiarly, a half-eaten chicken leg hung from the old man's waist.

After landing, he set the middle-aged man aside, pulled the chicken leg from his waist, and took a hearty bite.

He then scanned his surroundings, his brows knitting together when he saw the strange Black Flame burning across the ground and Ma Xiaotao encased in ice.

"Shao-zhe, what happened here? Why is Xiaotao frozen, and who did this?"

Seeing the newcomer, Yan Shaozhe let out a slight sigh of relief: "Elder Xuan, I don't know who froze Xiaotao. The girl's Phoenix Evil Fire must have erupted; by the time I received the news and arrived, it was already like this."

"The only thing I know is that whoever froze Xiaotao possesses a Martial Soul with the attribute of Ultimate Ice. Otherwise, this ice wouldn't be so difficult to melt."

"Oh? Ultimate Ice?" The disheveled old man's expression shifted slightly.

He stepped forward to sense it and indeed felt the intense chill contained within the ice.

"If it's an ice-attribute Spirit Master, why are there so many black flames? This doesn't resemble Xiaotao's Phoenix Evil Fire at all." The old man frowned.

He then approached one of the black flames burning fiercely.

Without a hint of fear, he reached his palm into it.

"Hm?" The next moment, the old man's expression changed drastically, for he discovered that the black flame could not be extinguished!

He had secretly channeled his internal Soul Power, but the black flame clung to him like a maggot on a bone, refusing to let go.

"Indestructibility! This... this is at least at the level of Ultimate Fire. No, this flame seems even more terrifying than Ultimate Fire." The old man stared at the strange Black Flame on his hand, filled with astonishment.

Nearby, Yan Shaozhe and Wang Yan both turned pale at these words.

Ultimate Ice and Ultimate Fire appearing at the same time, in the same place? What on earth was going on?

Could it be that someone possessed both Ultimate Ice and Ultimate Fire simultaneously?

The situation before them was truly bizarre, and for a moment, none of the three could make sense of it.

Just then, the ice block encasing Ma Xiaotao finally dissolved completely under the heat of Yan Shaozhe's Bright Phoenix flames.

Yan Shaozhe caught Ma Xiaotao immediately and checked her condition.

Finding that her internal Soul Power was completely exhausted and her body showed signs of frostbite, but her life was not in immediate danger, Yan Shaozhe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"Elder Xuan, I leave this place to you. I must take Xiaotao to Elder Zhuang." After a slight nod to the disheveled old man, Yan Shaozhe transformed into a dazzling streak of white light once more, flying toward the depths of Sea God Lake.

Only Wang Yan and the disheveled old man remained. Wang Yan looked at the old man's burning hand and asked: "Grandmaster, why haven't you extinguished these flames? Is it beyond even your cultivation?"

Xuanzi looked at the Black Flame on his hand, secretly frustrated: Damn it, what is this monster, and why is it so persistent?

But facing his grand-disciple, Xuanzi had to save face. He replied calmly: "Hmph, how could that be? I was merely studying this type of flame. A mere flame? I can extinguish it with a flip of my hand!"

In the next second, the old man stomped hard on the ground, and nine Spirit Rings—two yellow, two purple, four black, and one red—instantly rose from beneath his feet.

Immediately after, his greasy clothes were torn apart as his back expanded at an astonishing speed. In the blink of an eye, his entire physique doubled in size. Most strangely, a spiral horn grew from each side of his head, and a terrifying aura erupted from his body.

After releasing his Godly Taotie Bull Martial Soul, the old man opened his mouth wide, and a powerful suction force emerged. The Black Flame on his hand and the flames scattered across the ground were drawn in, swallowed directly into his mouth.

After consuming the black flames, the old man returned to his previous appearance, though no one noticed the bead of sweat that had involuntarily formed on his forehead.

Seeing this, Wang Yan immediately flattered him: "Grandmaster is truly peerless!"

Xuanzi smiled faintly, but inside, he was cursing up a storm.

Damn, this flame is truly bizarre. Even after swallowing and sealing it, I can still feel it burning inside.

A bit of indigestion, this.

"By the way, Grandmaster, what do you think of the young man I mentioned before we came here? I think he is very suitable for the training program in our academy!" Wang Yan changed the subject abruptly.

After parting ways with Huo Yuhao, Wang Yan had immediately sought out his grandmaster, the Vice Pavilion Master of the Sea God Pavilion, Taotie Douluo Xuanzi, hoping to secure better training resources from Shrek Academy for Huo Yuhao.

However, halfway through his explanation, his grandmaster had suddenly frowned, sensing an intense surge of Soul Power erupting somewhere within the academy, and in his haste, he had simply brought Wang Yan along with him to this location.

Now that Wang Yan saw his grandmaster was in a good mood, he hurriedly brought the matter up again.

"Hmm? What kind of Martial Soul does this kid you mentioned have?"

Xuanzi asked once more.